Time with it’s Laws
Morning.
Evening.
Time will move along. As we move along in its clear wake from gentle cool spring into an unknown summer. The laws of time are rock. Our rock.
I hope you all have a lovely day.
Your friend
celi
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As your mother would say, ‘And so it goes.’
Lovely. Truth.
Watching the grass/corn/hay grow. Wonderful contrast between the two photos. Did you climb that tree there on the right to get that shot?
This shot is the view from the East deck, and a few feet to my right the view from little studio apartment where you will be staying next week. After the school year i am sure you will enjoy the calm of that view.. c
And the seasons come and the seasons go, who remembers the song from Joni Mitchel?
…And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We’re captive on the carousel of time
We can’t return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game…
Amen to that! . . . . and we know we can’t go back, it isn’t there . . .
Thank you Ella Dee, I write these posts early in the morning and my brain is still sleepy! Sometimes it’s stays sloppy all day. I love that song.
And night
The farmer took extra time to get the bean row straighter this year. 🙂 Laura
Big Laugh! Yes. I said the same to john too. And the interesting thing is the farmer had a bad knee so the local Pub owner gave him a hand, bringing out his considerably older and way less techy tractor to plant this field! So much for GPS planting.. a good straight eye worked the magic this year. i am grateful because i hate wonky rows!.. c
What a transformation!
morning viv, all about the light isn’t it!.. c
“Sitting quietly, doing nothing, the spring comes and the grass grows by itself.” Osho forgot about the wo/man who planted the seeds! Your world looks calm and peaceful right now.
Succinct and poetic. Love it.
“Are you bored with life? Then throw yourself into some work you believe in with all your heart, live for it, die for it, and you will find happiness that you had thought could never be yours.” –Dale Carnegie (1888-1955)
I could not imagine a more wonderful way to live.
Linda
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Ahh, beautiful C. I remember those gorgeous, slightly foggy, cool, spring, midwest mornings before the heat of the day settled in. And then the warm, long evenings, listening to the bird and insect songs as the sun settled. Your two photos capture both memories for me!
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Those are both such lovely sights.
AbsoLUTEly gorgeous, my sweet. The meditation, and the photos.
It’s looking good out there!
love that morning shot! :o) :o)
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